Old days in the box

Chapter 529: Life blooms in chaos

Without the knowledge of the atrium, the construction of this star-level computer began.

Time still flies. In this era of stepping into the starry sky, time is becoming increasingly insignificant. The distance between battle lines is often measured in light years, and the battlefields involved are at least measured in planets. Ten or even dozens of years are just a passing cloud.

Zhou Xiao still sat on his throne at the center of the earth, staring at the screen quietly, extending his perception into the boundless void, leading the way for his fleet at the front line.

Once he looked at it, he remained motionless for several years.

In the years on this throne and the countless decades on the Vanaheim front, the war was still everywhere and never stopped for a moment.

The main fleet led by Freya and Tyin arrived at the Outer Rim Galaxy and officially joined the fierce battle between the Divine Realm and the Elves, searching for Gabriel while fighting.

The vast Kryptonian army, the Venom symbiote that is powerful enough to engulf an entire continent, the elves who use the magic web to fight back, and the terrifying Zerg that occasionally appear, the war between the stars goes on endlessly, and no side can hope to achieve a decisive result. It is just a meaningless tug of war, which consumes the manpower of both sides.

Zhou Xiao naturally took part in the battle himself. In fact, his most important job during this long period of time was to lead his fleet forward at the front line, eliminating those enemies who resisted stubbornly in large numbers.

But the vastness of the starry sky is unimaginable, and the area that a screen can accommodate is limited.

Even with the presence of the great powers of the past, they can often only take the lead on those local battlefields. Once the attention of the old ones is diverted, the battlefield will quickly fill up again, making it difficult to advance.

As for the originally set target, the Angel Prince Gabriel, it was even more difficult to find his specific figure in the vast starry sky.

During these hundreds of years, the only thing that achieved significant results was the Demonic Network.

Since the war intensified, the demand for the magic network has further increased in Vanaheim. Coupled with the arrival of the gods, the scale of the magic network has suddenly become huge.

Thousands of beliefs continue to converge along the web, nourishing the Mother of All Laws who controls the magic web.

Hela's divinity level further dropped to level 2, while her faith level reached the peak of level 6, and she was already a powerful being.

As for His Old Days, the total faith value accumulated in His hands has risen sharply. After so many years of continuous fighting, it has increased instead of decreased, reaching 1.25 million points.

The era of faith is accelerating, and the power of faith born from every mortal is becoming more and more.

Among the stars, more gods of faith are being born, using believers as anchors, fighting, annexing, and growing stronger, competing for the remaining three star god positions.

The starry sky is experiencing chaos that has never been seen in a hundred thousand years.

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At the same time, far away in the edge star field of Vanaheim.

In a distant galaxy that almost reaches the border of the realm, a few planets slowly revolve around an aging star, with almost no signs of life.

This is the most marginal material area of ​​Vanaheim, at least thousands of light years away from the nearest civilized area. The light of the eternal scorching sun can hardly reach here, and even the god of faith that is prevalent in the universe today could not be born here.

But the army of the divine realm still set foot here.

Although there were only a few of them, a Kryptonian warship had been traveling between these planets for a long time, sending troops to sweep these barren planets from time to time. Because there were activity signals from the remnants of the Midgard, they came here to complete the annihilation work.

Ever since Zhongdian stepped out into the starry sky to retrieve all the citizens of the old days, the Divine Realm also simultaneously launched a long-term mission called "Eradication of the Remnants", ordering the Divine Realm armies in various realms to launch a search, find the remnants from Zhongdian and completely annihilate them.

This divine warship has arrived in this small galaxy for nearly a year. According to their observations, there are only three planets in this area that may accommodate life. Two of them have been destroyed by them one after another, leaving only the largest one still resisting stubbornly.

They called that planet Hull 1, which means the "death" planet.

The reason why Hull 1 has been able to survive until now is not because of its terrain or environment. On the contrary, the surface climate of this planet is extremely harsh. It is covered by huge sandstorms all year round and there is no water at all. If it were not for the void throwing the remnants of the atrium here, it would be impossible for any life to be born here.

It is precisely because the surface is sufficiently empty and desolate that the remnants of the Midgard have room to maneuver; it is precisely because sandstorms are unpredictable that the armies of the Divine Realm cannot carry out sweeps all the time.

If you scatter a handful of sand into the sea, it is always difficult to find all of it.

Passing through the huge sandstorm, the group of Midgard survivors who were abandoned here by the void were struggling to move forward in the storm, taking advantage of the storm's cover to hunt animals buried under the yellow sand.

If you observe them for a moment, it is not difficult to understand why they can survive in such an environment: it turns out that the remnants of the Atrium who were left here are actually the rock people from the original Nile continent.

They were born as elemental creatures with rock bodies. When they were in the Midgard, they lived on the Nile continent covered with yellow sand. They knew nothing about the outside world, and their only thing was their devout worship of the Sons of the Old Ones.

When R'lyeh led his army into the Nile continent, he was deeply impressed by the backwardness and closedness of these rock people. Not only did they know nothing about the world overseas, they also always believed that their continent was the center of the world, and outside the continent there was only endless ocean and the old gods who controlled all the water.

But such a funny little race of the Atrium is now walking under the terrible desert storm, struggling to maintain its survival.

Since the army from the divine realm showed up, they have lost nearly half of their people.

There are three rock species within the Rock People. Among them, the Crystal Rock People, who were originally nobles, died one after another because they could not adapt to the harsh environment. Instead, the lower-level volcanic rock people and granite people survived because of their hard skin.

They make their living by hunting, and basically will not stay in the same place for more than five days to avoid being hunted down by the Divine Realm Army. Moreover, the physiological structure of the Rock People is very suitable for facing arid environments, and can delay the need for food to the greatest extent.

But what they found that day was not an animal like a sand snake or a gopher, but a cylindrical device two people tall, standing half buried in the corner of the sand pit.

When the group of volcanic rock people returned to the temporary settlement to inform the old patriarch, the storm had already receded by more than half, which meant that if the iron lump did not contain food, everyone would continue to starve for the next few days: because they knew that when the storm stopped, the enemy would land and begin searching.

But there was indeed no food in that device, because it was a life-support capsule, a packaged device that contained the Old Ones.

The lost Primarch of the Ruler, who inherited the bloodline of Tain, ended up here.

When the old patriarch finally arrived at the scene, the original device had just reached the activation date. The hatch opened in the yellow sand, and sea water the size of half a small pool flowed out.

Water is a hundred times more valuable to the Rock People than food. The surrounding Rock People rushed forward like crazy, drawing water from this extremely rare source in the desert to prepare for the drought in the coming months or even years.

Only the old patriarch turned a blind eye and just looked at the child lying in the cabin and the name engraved in his cabin.

Hastur, Hastur before he became one of the Great Old Ones.

(End of this chapter)